Mu Qingjue and the young man in the private room were talking, and the sudden suction made their expressions change.

The reason why Mu Qingjue changed color was because he felt familiar and couldn't suppress the disgust in his heart, while the young man looked like he was facing a great enemy, looking a little scared, no, not a little scared, but very scared.

"What's wrong with you?"

Mu Qingjue raised his eyes, and saw that his face was not quite right, and reached out to grab his cold hand, which was thrown away by an overly frightened action from him.

The young man realized what he had done, and he didn't dare to look at his expression, and said weakly: "I'm sorry." ”

Mu Qingjue stood up, walked to his side, and touched his hair, which didn't feel very good.

"This son is the fourth son of Mu Tianzhu's Mansion, is it possible that if you feel worried and afraid, I will also be afraid?"

Listening to his arrogant and uninhibited words, the young man's heart settled and he said softly: "The man who killed my parents is here." ”

Mu Qingjue's eyes changed slightly, the hand rubbing his hair became lighter, and he said righteously: "Isn't it just a murderer?

The young man was silent and kept his head down, and he couldn't see what his expression was at this time, but his slightly trembling body let Mu Qingjue know that he was very uncomfortable.

The head of the Wu family and his wife suddenly disappeared one night eleven years ago, and the longevity lamp was both extinguished, since then a generation of genius wizards of the Wu family has fallen, and the Wu family has also declined very quickly, and the news of the Wu family has rarely been heard from all walks of life.

And Mu Qingjue has always been very concerned about the affairs of the Wu family, the reason is because her biological mother was hit by the heart burning spell that night, and he has always felt that these two things are inevitably related, because the mother of the Wu family and his biological mother are close relatives and friends, and the three of them had an accident at the same time.

"Let's go check it out. ”

He patted him on the shoulder and encouraged.

The boy was unmoved, seemingly immersed in some kind of fear and sadness.

He will never forget that scene eleven years ago-

In the messy room, a five or six-year-old boy, still in a pile of ancient books, immersed in hard reading, a messy footsteps, trampling, and then saw a disheveled beautiful young woman, with a white face slammed open the door, panicked and rushed in.

The little boy raised his head and saw that it was a gentle and amiable mother, revealing an innocent smile: "Mother......

"Xiao Nian!"

She reached out and lifted him out of the mess of books, pressed his head to her chest with one hand, hugged him tightly with the other, and hurried out.

The little boy obediently hugged her trembling body, and wanted to comfort her in her ear like before: Mother, don't be afraid, Xiao Nian and Daddy protect you.

She ran with the little boy for a long time, hiding in Tibet, when she ran to a remote courtyard, she was suddenly knocked to the ground by a black light from behind, in order to protect the little boy in her arms, when she fell, she turned around with all her might, let the little boy face up, and after falling to the ground, she turned around very quickly and protected the little boy under her.

When the little boy turned over, he saw an unforgettable picture, his tall and loving father, swallowed by a huge black hole vortex swallowing the lower half of his body, but the upper body was blurred with flesh and blood, countless black insects rushed from his mouth, ears, eyes, and nostrils into his body, and his entire head was quickly gnawed clean, leaving a bloody neck.

He stared at Daddy's slowly devouring body in the black hole whirlpool, forgetting everything.

She spat out a mouthful of blood, looked up, and saw this scene, tears rained down in an instant, and all the panic dissipated, leaving only a heart full of sadness and monstrous hatred.

A man covered in a black cloak walked towards them unhurriedly, looking at them with a cold and mocking look in his eyes.

She stared at the mysterious man who killed her husband with the most vicious and resentful eyes, holding the little boy's head tightly with one hand, blocking his view, and holding him tightly with the other, as if to squeeze him into her body and hide it, so that the mysterious man would not hurt him.

"You, will, no, got, good, die!" she said word by word, gritting her teeth, looking eager to gnaw on its flesh and gnaw its bones!

The mysterious man looked at her sarcastically, and with a large wave of his hand, a black hole vortex that devoured her husband appeared behind her, and a powerful suction force wanted to suck her and the little boy into it.

"In the name of the Wu family's mother, I borrow the power of the witch god to curse you in this life, this life, eternal life, and never be able to die well, and you must not do what you want!"

She looked at him extremely crazy and extremely resentful, allowing the black hole vortex to suck them in, and then under the eyes of the mysterious man's murderous intent, she sacrificed her soul and turned her flesh and blood into a spell, and the blood-colored light instantly illuminated the entire courtyard, swallowing up his black hole vortex, under the strong blood light, he could only block his eyes with his hands, and when the blood light faded, she and the little boy were already no longer in front of him.

The little boy who disappeared will always remember how his father and mother who loved him died, how he survived, the murderer of his father and mother is too powerful, if he wants to take revenge, he must become a god, otherwise...... There is only one dead end!

Mu Qingjue looked at his trembling body, patted his hand on the shoulder, raised his shoulder and hooked him, hugged him into his arms, and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, no matter how powerful he is, can he be better than my peerless doctor?

The young man clenched his teeth, his eyes were red, he stared at the white clothes in front of him with hatred, his hands were clenched tightly, and his strength was so tight that he wanted to crush the space, come to the mysterious man's side, and pinch him to death!

Mu Qingjue was shocked to see it, and at the same time he could understand him very well, when his biological mother died, he seemed to feel that the sky had fallen, and the whole person was about to be swallowed up by sadness and hatred, if it wasn't for Mu Qingjue to wake him up in time, I'm afraid there would be no achievements he has today.

"No matter how strong the enemy is, you must always believe that one day, you can defeat the enemy, a moment of grief, a moment of anger, will become a roadblock for you to become stronger, you should kick them all away, and rush forward fearlessly until you have the ability to knock the enemy down. ”

These words were once said by Mu Qing in his ear, and these words have always inspired him every time he can't persevere, don't give up, he will succeed, and his biological mother's revenge will be avenged!

His hand moved along the young man's waist, to his clenched fists, and took his hand, "My son believes in you, and he will be able to achieve what he wants." ”

The young man's clenched hands slowly let go, his hand touched it, his fingertips touched the warm liquid, his heart touched slightly, and his fingertips glowed with blue, healing the wound on his palm.

Mu Qingjue withdrew his hand and wanted to let go of the young man, he suddenly stretched out his hand, hugged his waist tightly, buried his head in his waist, and said in a muffled voice with a little crying: "I will definitely become a god, I will definitely avenge the murder of my father and mother, and I will definitely let you achieve what you want!"

Mu Qingjue smiled dumbly, knowing that the young man was moved by his actions just now, and said something that he would regret in the future, what an easy kidnapper!

The young man hugged him for a while, then let go of him with a blushing face, quickly wiped his face with his sleeve, lowered his head, and whispered, "Do we still want to go out and see what's going on?"

Mu Qingjue straightened out his wrinkled clothes, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Why don't you go?"

The young man secretly glanced at him, and was even more embarrassed by his actions, he had never cried his nose in all these years, he didn't expect to cry so humiliating today, it must have been that he was too gentle just now.

Mu Qingjue walked over, put away the mandala Hua on the table, and was about to turn around and leave.

The young man stood up, followed him with his head down, took a deep breath, and said as if he had made up some kind of determination: "The murderer of my parents back then once injured my mother with a black mandala, I saw it. ”

The young man recalled that his mother told him about the scene he was defending, and the black light, he saw that it was a mandala flower, which hit his mother's back. It was submerged in his mother's body.

Mu Qingjue's hand subconsciously touched the bamboo jade on his waist, and his turbulent mind finally calmed down, and he said in a deep voice: "Let's go." ”

The boy nodded and followed him.

Above the house, there were two people, one black and one white, they looked at each other, one surrounded by a black hole vortex, and the other surrounded by ten thousand sword lights, both of them seemed to be able to make each other disappear in the world with just one thought of the other.

A cold light appeared in Mu Qing's eyes, his body flickered, and he instantly broke away from the encirclement of the black hole whirlpool.

The mysterious man's pupils constricted, and he stared at Mu Qing, who came to the sky above him and looked at him condescendingly, unwilling to believe that he could escape his devouring law without being hurt at all.

Mu Qingyan didn't care what his reaction was, stretched out his index finger, and slashed down with a finger of sword light in the air, and ten thousand sword lights shot in unison, with a tendency to shoot the mysterious person into minced meat.

The mysterious man's Yin Owl's eyes were sharp, his hands waved in front of his chest, and the black hole vortex that had previously surrounded Mu Qing's death instantly surrounded him, devouring all the sword light that shot at him.

He looked at Mu Qing with a sneer, and before he could say the sarcastic words, he saw the black hole vortex burst out with a strong sword light, he was shocked, and slapped his hand on his chest, instantly forming a black hole vortex and drilling into it, and a black hole vortex appeared not far from Mu Qing's death, and came out of it.

The black hole vortex that had surrounded Mu Qing's death before was shattered by the sword light, exuding an incomparably powerful power, destroying the devouring power of the entire Fenghua Country, and the entire sky slowly revealed its original color, and white clouds fluttered.

When the darkness faded, tens of millions of people had a sense of happiness that they had escaped death, and some of the emotional people hugged each other and cried.

No matter what the power of the law, it is the power of God, although there are gods in all walks of life, but their power is only a little stronger than that of immortals, the real power of God is to make all living beings tremble!

Mu Qingjue took the young man to follow the guidance of Zhu Zhongyu, and after coming to the mansion not far away, he happened to see the last scene of the battle, and he was shocked.

After the battle of the realm, there will be no more gods in the world of Fengtian!

The world can no longer comprehend the power of the true God, how terrifying, how yearning!

The young man bit his lip tightly, his eyes locked tightly on Mu Qing's death, and his eyes burst out with a strong and fiery light, as if he was about to burn his whole body.

The god of half-steps - Mu Tianqing died!

The power of God!

He has the power to defeat the gods, and he has defeated the power of the gods with the power of the immortals!

He realized the power of the law!

It should be the first person in the Fengtian world for thousands of years!

The mysterious man glanced at the people present with a murderous awe, and finally stopped on the body of Prince Gong Yu in the mansion, a fine light flashed in his eyes, and he was swallowed by the black hole vortex that suddenly appeared behind him.

Mu Qingjue's figure flashed, came to Mu Qingjue's side, and asked with a little worry: "Sanshao is not injured, right?"

Mu Qingyan glanced at him and shook his head slightly.

Mu Qingjue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and had the heart to ask the reason, "How could you be with him?"

"He wants to sneak up on Prince Kong. ”

Mu Qingjue looked in the direction he was looking at, and said with a little surprise: "Why do they seem to be still?"

The boy sensed Lu Rao's familiar energy fluctuations, and also looked into the courtyard and saw the black rope on Lu Rao's wrist.

This black rope has a spell cast by the witch god, which can make the wearer fulfill a wish, but this wish does not include resurrection, does not include turning evil into good fortune, and can only fulfill the wearer's wish to the greatest extent.

Lu Rao's wish is very simple, that is, not to let Prince Gong Yu find out that she is cursed, and to transfer the effect of the curse, the spell in the black rope can do it.

The two people in the courtyard rubbed their faces against their faces, silently warm.

"The stillness of the laws of time. ”

After Mu Qingjue asked, Prince Gong Yu and Lu Rao moved, he thought he was dazzled, Mu Qingju answered his question, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately there was no old dizziness!

The young man's eyes brightened even more when he looked at Mu Qing's death, and he was simply worshiped as an existence more powerful than a god!

A thought suddenly flashed in Mu Qingjue's mind, it disappeared too quickly, he didn't have time to catch it, he just felt that it was very important, and there were some subtle changes in Mu Qingjue's eyes.

Mu Qingyan's gaze fell on a white figure in the courtyard, this figure was illusory, no one could see it, but his gaze was obviously seen.

The white figure let go of Prince Kong, turned around slowly, and his calm gaze met his gaze, at that moment, as if he had traveled through time and space, at a certain time and place, their eyes were facing each other, they were speechless to each other, but they knew each other's meaning.

The white figure dispersed like the wind in the fluttering pear blossoms, and he turned to leave.

Ming Jing made the pear white in the hall slowly open his eyes, not shocked, but moistened the corners of his eyes.

Mu Qingjue saw that Mu Qing was gone, and wanted to ask the young man to go with him, but the young man stared at the two people in the house and shook his head: "I still have things to do, you can go first." ”

Seeing this, Mu Qingjue was not reluctant, and flew to chase Mu Qing's death.

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